Revival of the Gods

After seven or seventy-nine, Xiaohua looked around intently, and forty-nine identical Xiaohua phantoms were stacked together, as if they were in different spaces!

"Damn!" Xiao Hua suddenly woke up and knew that this is the power of the bones of the Necromancer, and the Necromancer is using this law to resist the arrow!

Sure enough, Xiao Hua’s thoughts were just born, “brushing” the situation in front of me, and forty-nine heavy shadows sitting together, the shooting of the Japanese arrow is weak!

"Hey..." Xiao Hua sneered, and the soul that had already gained momentum in the eyes of the smashing method was once again surging, and the green arrow that had already penetrated the purple array was soaring, and the deafening sound of the "popping and banging" reappeared. The rotating light and shadow of the big grinding disc was shot through the arrow! A little golden color has touched the body of the Necromancer, and seeing the black spirit is about to be pierced!

"Haha..." The Necromancer suddenly laughed. "This fairy is weird. The power is the only measure that the king can't measure. But it seems that you are also a sacred strength, you must rely on this thing to hurt the king, or I’m crazy about it!”

With the laughter of the Necromancer, within his spirit, a fly out exactly like the Bixiangxian wheel, this time the color is weird, it is the intertwining of the blue and the white, it looks a bit mottled, a dry White and Zhan Blu-ray column dance like a practice, the Necromancer King is firmly guarded, "Hey..." Shooting the Japanese arrow hole to practice, shoot the dead king!

In the sound of "Zi La La", the King of the Dead King was shot down on the chest, and there was a black hole in the size of a hundred feet!

"Go..." The King of the Dead did not care about this injury. He slammed it and slammed it out. The sound of a golden sound of "铿" was shot and hit!

"Haha..." The Necromancer once again laughed wildly. "Are you just struggling with the King for so many years?"

"Oh..." Xiao Hua didn't panic. His figure suddenly flew up, his hands twitched the fairy, and the thin silver light was ignited like a flame. He looked at the Necromancer with gaze and said, "You While sending his own ghosts out of the ground, the fire is thundering, and the buds of the buds are sacred, waiting for the time to mature today, using the ghosts and what Jiuquan falls out of trouble, and on the other side, you also use this ghost to cultivate, this is not necessary. Show off in front of Xiao, thinking who doesn't know?"

"You... how do you know?" The King of the Dead is really surprised.

Xiao Hua Xian Yu has been completed, one sentence at a time: "I also know that you are going to die here today, the soul is flying!"

The Necromancer hurriedly guarded and looked around in the empty world without knowing what Xiaohua was going to do!

Xiao Hua’s heart and soul, the handful of centuries-old infants of the hand-cranked fairy scorpion suddenly revealed, with the singularity of the singer’s singer and the singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s death, a fierce killing of everything!

"Ah??" Seeing more than a hundred strange fairy babies suddenly appeared on the top of their heads, the Necromancer was really shocked, he couldn't think too much, and rushed to raise his hand a little around the nine springs and the body shape retreated, that is more beautiful. It is like a power to meet up!

"Booming and banging" like the smashing of the thunder of Sendai, the glory of the glory was beaten by the light and shadow, almost broken! However, under the secluded secluded, the nine springs that were driven by the former King of the Dead, when they left, suddenly rose to the sky and blocked the thunder.

Seeing the thunder and cutting interest rates, Xiaohua’s mouth standing in the distance gave birth to a mysterious smile, saying in his mouth: “Goodbye!”

"Ah??" Until then, the Necromancer discovered that Xiaohua’s handcuffs had never been played.

"咔嚓" But seeing the shadow of Sendai in the shadow, a flame tentacles once again revealed from the Thunder, and Xiao Hua’s handcuffs suddenly slammed out!

"Boom" is another loud noise, the flame touches the corner, the fire is booming, and the nine springs that can be isolated from the white matter are actually pierced by the shards of Sendai, and the sound of "噗" falls to the king of the dead. Spiritual!

"Ah!" The dying king of the dead spirit screamed, and the small half of the spirit was beaten transparent!

Under the attack of Sendai, the result was remarkable, but Xiaohua’s face changed greatly. The strength of the Necromancer was far more than he thought. Even the most powerful means could only destroy his small half. It’s still far from killing!

Perhaps the innate qi is the necropolis king nemesis, and Xiao Hua also has the opportunity to be close to the Necromancer! And now that Xiao Hua is urging the shards of Sendai, the body is obviously insufficient!

When Xiao Hua was shocked, the Necromancer was even more arrogant, and he had to catch the flame tentacles!

However, before the big hand of the Necromancer is approaching, in the sound of "Zi La La", the **** hand gives birth to a flame.

Xiao Hua sneered: "It’s just a ghost, but dare..."

Xiao Hua just said a few words, suddenly suddenly changed his mind, not waiting for him to sculpt his body, but see him under his body, a **** hair suddenly appeared, and quickly caught Xiaohua!

The big hand appeared strange and silent, and Xiao Hua couldn't hide it. He had a good idea, and he spurted out a sigh of innate temper. "There was no shortage of innate qi, but it could be stabbed like a sword. Black big hand. Immediately destroyed by a small half.

It is a pity that Xiao Hua took a break from the determination of the Necromancer to kill him. Although the black fog on the black hand is like blood, the big hand is still firmly closed!

"Ah!" Xiao Hua screamed, although he had tried his best to fly, but his left leg was still being smashed, and the baby fragments were not in the hands of the Necromancer.

“Hey? Is it a fairy baby?” The king of the dead spirit is awkward!

Xiao Hua reluctantly wants to come up with a wishful stick. The black hand of the Necromancer has been caught by him. The top of Xiaohua’s top door is full of fire, the dragon’s nest is flashing, and Xiao Hua’s soul is swept by the black hand. The “bang” sounds like a lightning strike. Xiao Hua's face was pale and fell from the air.

The black king of the dead spirit did not stop, grabbed more than a hundred cents in the air.

In the black gas, the fairy-skinned face of the soul is white as paper, such as the leaves sway in the wind of the Nether!

Xiao Hua gritted his teeth, released his mind, and lost his condensed spirits. Now there is still room to fight against the Necromancer, and desperately rushing to collect many fairy babies, shooting arrows and flame tentacles!

"Hey?" Seeing more than a hundred fairy babies suddenly disappeared, the eyes of the dead spirits flashed cold, looking at Xiaohua, the black hand that shakes the space hurricane again disappeared!

"You are going to die!" The dead king smirked, "A little fairy baby, also arrogant in front of the king..."

Xiao Hua’s eyes flashed, staring at the Necromancer, and taking some Xiandan, and Xiandan’s Huaxianli was born in Xiaohua’s body. “Hey...” The sound of the wind blew again, the broken black big hand Xiao Hua’s head fell, the black hand of this big hand was thicker, and the big hand just appeared. Xiao Hua’s eyes shook violently, and the soul made a pain!

Looking around the clear water, the bones and the wandering soul fell into the body of the Necromancer to repair his broken spirit, and Xiao Hua called: "That's the case, then let it go!"

"Ah?" Hearing the same death, the Necromancer was shocked. He had never seen a stranger with such a strange power. If the strength of Xiaohua is not Yanxian, if the undead king is submerged here. In the year of the world, the King of the Dead has long died in the hands of Xiao Hua.

In the hesitation of the Necromancer, Xiao Hua’s heart was a roll, and the swordsman was sacrificed. Not many Xianli urged, “嗡” the sword creaked, and the nose and eyes were born, the black and white 诛灵元光飞Out!

Seeing the black and white light curtains rolling over, the murder of all the murder will lock themselves, and the soul of the dead spirit is flying out of the sky!

However, the black and white light curtain just started, the strange phoenix sound of "呜", the black light curtain actually gave birth to deviation, straight to the dead white thing behind the dead spirit king, the white light curtain also fell To the thunder that surrounds the white things...

The king of the dead spirit smashed, Xiao Hua smashed!

"Haha, haha, hahaha..." The Necromancer smiled almost like a belly, and the black hand pointed his finger at Xiaohua. "This king understands, this...this is a kind of yin and yang, in Before this natural condensed thing, where is the yin thing? This king is compared with this yin thing, innocent!"

In the words, two black hairs, one left and one right, appear at the same time, as if they were flies to Xiaohua.

Two black hair big hands are like dead barriers, which will isolate Xiao Hua's vitality, black blood surges between the blood, the blood of the sea, the bones are like a mountain festival, Xiao Hua's silver light is shattered, the eyebrows are bright and bright. Such as the star, the broken baby body is even if the wind and leaves.

Of course, all of this can't be compared with Xiao Hua's eagerness like a sword, and it is as strong as a mountain. Even if it is dead, it can't be erased!

Seeing this dead king also for his eyes ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ killing Xiaohua's hands actually slightly stagnant!

"Oh..." Xiao Hua sighed, full of grief, but saw him raise his hand and waved on the other side. At this time, the other side is slightly different from the previous one. If the shape of the wicker is above, the nine willow leaves are crystal-clear.

Xiao Hua is a baby body at this time. He really doesn't know whether he can use the other side. However, when he is in a desperate situation, he can't care much. But when he sees the wicker in the black air of the dead, he has a colorful iridescent color. !

"Boom..." As Xiao Hua gently waved, the ten-color iridescent passed through a black hand and ran into the chest of the Necromancer. The body of the Necromancer did not react at all like the bone of the disc!

"Oh..." Iridescent through the spirit of the Necromancer, the ten colors quickly dyed the spirits, then turned into a vortex and rushed into the void, the void torn, a powerful suction from the inside, an iron surface The shadow of the strong man in the head of the leopard is sucked out from the body of the dead spirit, and this virtual shadow is turned into a ten-color, face-faced, screaming at Xiao Hua, looking at the mouth like "Xiao Zhenren, I Will come back." It is a pity that Xiao Hua did not hear this sound. The phantom that was dyed into ten colors was inhaled. The suction force spread like a hurricane to the space, and some ghosts have been pulled into it.

Seeing this, Xiao Hua knows that this is the other side to send the death king to the reincarnation, he could not help but smile: "Great good!!!"

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